Chapter 247 Who sat on that chair? A real gift! ! !
Through the office door.
Everyone could hear Zhou Fu's furious roar: "Get out of here, it's your turn to worry about this matter. Stop showing off in front of me. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
< br> Feng Mu kept his face calm, without a hint of anger or discomfort in his eyes. He stared at Zhou Yu quietly, then glanced at Ma Xuan calmly, without making any excuse, and quietly retreated outside the door. .
His eyes swept over the colleagues outside the door who had tense faces and tried hard to control their expressions. There was no trace of embarrassment on their faces, but he said in a deep tone:
"It seems that the district chief has a deep prejudice against me. It doesn't matter, but if Captain Tian Tao's pension is delayed because of this, it will be my fault."
Feng Mu paused slightly, but his face remained as calm as water. , continued:
“Also If the warden doesn’t agree, then I have no choice but to apply to the warden. This shouldn’t be considered an over-the-level report and breaks the rules, right?”
It’s different from Wang Cong’s sneaky interview with the warden. , Feng Mu went to the warden's office openly.
The prison guards watched Feng Mu's retreating figure. Regardless of whether they understood Feng Mu's actions or not, the awe in their hearts was beyond words and they could not hide it.
Although Captain Tian Tao passed away and left the Second Prison forever, his captain position became vacant, but there was a strange illusion in everyone's hearts: it was as if the captain's position had never been vacant for a moment.
But the chair in the captain's office is clearly empty at the moment. Isn't it strange that you think it's strange?
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There is a saying in the distant ancient times: There are 1,000 Hamlets in the eyes of 1,000 people.
This sentence also applies to the second prison, that is, everyone sees a murderer in their eyes, and the more they look at it, the more they look alike.
Just like the prison guards at the bottom, who collectively proved that Feng Mu was the real murderer for no reason, it was completely unreasonable; Zhou Fu also killed Qian Huan with one hundred percent.
The logic behind this is very complex. Not only does everyone have different butt positions, the scenery they see or the news they hear are different, and people of different classes have different perspectives and thinking logic, but The most important thing is that their subjective tendencies are different.
In other words, they have already involuntarily painted the image of the murderer deep in their subconscious mind. Even before the murder occurred, everyone had already drawn such a sketch in their mind.
This is not some miraculous power, it is just the basic behavior of the human heart. There is no mystery, it is all human nature.
Zhou Fu sneered and hung up the phone repeatedly. Ma Xuan stood aside cautiously and asked softly: "What are the instructions from Webmaster Lou?"
A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Fu's mouth:
"What else can I say? Two people died in one night. Stationmaster Lou will definitely not let Qian Huan do whatever he wants again. He really thought that two people died in one night. Is the prison run by his family? Let’s wait and see.”
Ma Xuan nodded silently.
Zhou Fu said in a ferocious voice: "Of course, we can't do nothing and just wait for the higher-ups to deal with it. We have to take the initiative and collect some evidence of Qian Huan's crimes. If nothing happens, we have to come up with something. Make some noise.”
Ma Xuan’s heart tightened, and the mysterious phone call last night echoed in his mind again.
Zhou Fu noticed that Ma Xuan was in a trance and asked with a frown: "What are you thinking about?"
Ma Xuan shook his head and sighed: "I'm worried about Chang Wei, do you think he is still alive?" Possibility of survival?”
Zhou Fu looked ugly. He did not answer Ma Xuan’s question directly, but sighed. : "Chang Wei finally got what he wanted and found his nephew."
Ma Xuan's teeth trembled when he heard this: "This is because I am sure that Chang Wei is dead, and I don't even bother to show any affection. ”
Even though he no longer had expectations for Zhou Fu, the fact that the other party was so callous and unjust still made Ma Xuan's heart run cold.
Ma Xuan is now more and more uncertain about who Chang Wei was murdered by. The prison warden Qian Huan is naturally the biggest suspect, but there is no guarantee that it is not him but someone else.
The purpose is nothing more than to frame the warden as a scapegoat, thereby igniting conflicts between the second prison and forcing the superiors to deal with the warden.
Fu seemed to realize that his indifference just now was a little too much. He smiled awkwardly, and then told Ma Xuan:
"Go and contact the prison guards under Chang Wei. See See if you can pry out some evidence from their mouths that can identify the warden." Zhou Yu paused and said meaningfully: "Do you understand what I mean?"
Ma Xuan nodded to express his understanding.
A fake smile appeared on Zhou Fu's face, trying to make his voice sound more natural:
"Very good, I always feel at ease when you do things. Then hurry up, I have to Let’s check Shimoda Tao’s autopsy report first.”
The autopsy room.
Tian Tao was lying quietly on the dissecting table with a calm and relieved expression. He was not at all irritable or irritable as usual and was very approachable.
Qin Liang took a knife to dissect.
One knife cut open his intestines and guts, and the weight of his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were weighed on the electronic scale next to him. The red and black blood dyed his white gloves and the bed surface red.
The more Qin Liang dissected, the more frightened he became. He looked at the corpse on the stage with an incredible light shining in his pupils.
He has dissected many corpses, hundreds if not 1,000, with various skeletal contours, muscle lines, and various shapes of heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. Seen them all.
Logically speaking, he should have calmed down and remained unmoved by the corpse.
However,
Tian Tao's body was still far beyond Qin Liang's expectation and greatly shocked his nerves.
“It’s so regular. The length ratio of each bone to each other is perfect, as if it has been carefully arranged.”
“The lines of the muscles are also very smooth. , there are no knots, just like they are made to cater to the lines of the scalpel. "
"There are also organs such as the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, each of which is very beautiful, without excess fat, nor any length or length, it looks like, It is produced according to the standard mold of heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney.”
Qin Liang's throat became dry, and the corpse in front of him seemed to have grown out of a textbook. This was absolutely, absolutely, absolutely abnormal.
Everyone who understands knows how deep the secrets here are!
Qin Liang took a deep breath. He hurriedly ran to the bookshelf next to him and pulled out a dusty general anatomy textbook.
He quickly opened it and found the page with colorful illustrations depicting anatomical models.
He held a ruler in hand and began to compare and measure meticulously.
With every inch of comparison, Qin Liang's expression gradually became shocked, and his mouth unconsciously opened into a nest shape:
"Exactly the same, no, it cannot be said to be exactly the same, but they are all the same. The proportion has shrunk.”
Qin Liang’s voice sounded medium. With an indescribable trembling, he gently put down the ruler and murmured to himself: "Gift!!!"
A sense of electric shock spread from Qin Liang's scalp to his whole body. Suddenly he realized that this corpse was the real gift Feng Mu gave him.
Yes, for a forensic doctor, what can be more touching to his soul than getting a flawless corpse that comes out of a textbook?
If giving gifts is a science, then it is obvious that Feng Mu has achieved the best that humans can do.
This gift simply pierced Qin Forensic Doctor’s soul, making him once again feel the true sincerity of Feng Mu’s desire to be friends with him...
(End of Chapter)